Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Lithuania and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970 at the first Onyeabor practice in a loft in Enugu.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Anakelly to the techno kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by David Axelrod. All the underground hits.
All The Peanut Butter Conspiracy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wire record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Germs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Walker Brothers,
Subhumans,
Al Stewart,
Warren Ellis,
Thee Headcoats,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Grass Roots,
Cameo,
Pole,
Underground Resistance,
Country Teasers,
Trumans Water,
Byron Stingily,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Red Krayola,
U.S. Maple,
Von Mondo,
Pantaleimon,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
World's Most,
Visage,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Sällskapet,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Symarip,
Black Moon,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Move,
Dennis Brown,
Peter and Kerry,
T. Rex,
The Divine Comedy,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Surgeon,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Eurythmics,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Kenny Larkin,
Suburban Knight,
Leonard Cohen,
Rapeman,
CMW,
Barry Ungar,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Duran Duran,
Blancmange,
Roy Ayers,
Neu!,
Roger Hodgson,
Fela Kuti,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Japan,
Radiohead,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Avey Tare,
Black Flag,
Lucky Dragons,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
New York Dolls,
Yazoo, Yazoo, Yazoo, Yazoo.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.